Freddy X Roxy Novels & Stories

“This isn’t a gangbang, dear. It’s a bachelor party. You can take one or two customers to satisfy, and leave the others to my girls. You’re greedy.” I was just asking. Why did he have to be so mean about it? I looked around again. Still no Johnny. Just a bunch of testosterone-packed jerks like him. “We should make him the happiest man tonight before he gets tied down forever,” Roxy sighed dramatically. “It could’ve been me. But no—I was blessed with balls instead of a hymen.” “Roxy, I—” “Take this,” he said, shoving a blue pill and a shot of something strong—tequila, probably—into my hands. “Now!”

He asks raising a eyebrow. "James you always look like shit. And yes it looks like your cock blocking ass was too late to kill our joy, fuck yes the night was fun" Roxy says sassily before showing him the bird. "That's a shame, well good thing I'm here for the rest of the week and I'm going to be the biggest kill joy. Like for starters, go put on some pants child, you look like a 2 dollar hooker" he says in a voice which I think he thinks sounds like mom.

Roxy's gaze met mine, and for a moment, she seemed to be gathering her thoughts, as if struggling to find the right words to convey the turmoil that had been brewing inside her. "I'm going to kill you," she declared, her voice laced with a mix of desperation and determination. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her bold statement. "And just how do you plan on accomplishing that?" I asked, my tone curious and amused. Roxy's eyes sparkled with a hint of madness as she replied, "I'm not entirely sure, but the man told me I was...I was supposed to." Her words tumbled out in a rush, and she paused, looking stunned. "I don't understand how I'm even able to say this to you! I haven't been able to sp

Killian “Her name is Roxy Longo,” Fred said as he paced along the terrace, his hands tucked into his old leather jacket. “No affiliations to any families that I know of.” “Five million dollars is a lot for one dame,” I said dryly, leaning against one of the stone pillars supporting the arch over my front door. A moth fluttered around the light a few feet above my head. My eyes tracked back and forth, following Fred as he continued to pace, occasionally stopping to kick at a leaf or piece of gravel. I sighed. “Was she sold at an auction?”

"The rest of the fighters will be a hard sell; I plan on working them. What about the women?" "Most of them think you're hot as hell, that could come into play. Ellen, Sharon, Kate, Karinne, Suzy, and Cathy will be hard nos. They're all James groupies. The ones with mates will do whatever they're told. That leaves about ten girls I could try and persuade." "Work your magic, because all we need is one." "I'm not worried," Roxy said. "Let's celebrate." She stood up from Lucas and grabbed the hem of her dress. In one move she stood nude in front of him. He took her body as she presented herself to him.